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So, lemme spill it—brothels, man, they’re like Gotham’s underbelly, but with better perfume. Been around forever, too—did ya know ancient Rome had ‘em legal? Called ‘em lupanars, fancy word for a quick tumble. Makes me giggle thinkin’ ‘bout togas flyin’ off! Nowadays, they’re hush-hush in most spots, but oh, they’re there—trust me, I’d sniff ‘em out. Got this one story, heard it from a snitch—some brothel in Nevada’s got a secret room, velvet walls, mirrors everywhere. Freaky, right? Made me happy as a clam, thinkin’ ‘bout the chaos in there!

Eat & Drink

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After my caffeine fix, I hit the river. The banks are packed with folks, all tryin’ to snag a fish. I set up my rod, and boom! First cast, and I’m feelin’ lucky. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, trippin’ over my line. I’m like, “Dude, what the heck?!” He just laughs and keeps runnin’. I mean, come on! I’m tryin’ to fish here, not babysit!

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